The broad streets teemed with people.
At night, red and green lights dotted the eaves on both sides of the street.
From a building ablaze with multicolored lights, Dugu Daxiong emerged surrounded by a group of ახალგაზრდა and beautiful women.
"The Chaos Holy Land's disciple recruitment ceremony has begun. I have to head back, or my master will scold me. Sisters, this little brother will take his leave for now. I'll come visit you again later."
Dugu Daxiong waved to the women with a reluctant look on his face.
The women all waved back at Dugu Daxiong.
"Daxiong, remember to come often!"
"Daxiong, don't you dare forget this slave girl."
"Daxiong, this slave girl misses your little bear so much."
The women were equally reluctant to part with him.
Holding back tears, Dugu Daxiong summoned his flying sword, stepped into the air, and flew toward the horizon.
Riding the sword upon the wind, he came, sweeping away demons among the maidens.
Dugu Daxiong felt somewhat melancholy. The outside world was simply too wonderful; he was almost unwilling to go to the Chaos Holy Land.
Those old geezers of the Dugu Clan were truly foolish, actually running off to live in seclusion among the mountains and forests. How wonderful was this dazzling world outside?
Believe it or not, even if you beat me to death, I won't return to the Dugu Clan in the future.
Anyway, Brother Baitian had already joined the Chaos Holy Land. I would join the Chaos Holy Land too, so it didn't matter if I never went back.
After roaming the world for so long, Dugu Daxiong had ultimately fallen amid the flowers.
Who knew what Xiao Yun would think if he found out?
He would probably personally clean house.
Xiao City, Xiao Family.
Several elders surrounded